Hump Day

I find a good way to break up the weekday doldrums is to meet with a gentleman in town on work travel.

It was a Wednesday morning and I found myself in just that kind of mood – hungry for sex but not up to cultivating a big to do. I have found that businessmen are usually a good gamble for “one and done” meetups. They have the motivation and means to play. Their time away from their wives/girlfriends is unaccounted for and there is no rush to play and get going. You can take all night and I love going all night. It’s a pity that men can never truly go all night but that’s a lamentation for another day.

This particular Wednesday I fired up the handy dandy hotwife hookup app. I scrolled through the “Hot Donuts Now” section as I call it. The posts for meetups that day. Scrolled through a few until I landed on this one that caught my eye. Standing a reported 5’11” (read 5’10”), weighing in at 185 lbs and with a very nice physique in his profile pic – I was prompted to reach out. I messaged him and included some pictures and said I would very much like to meet with him that night to see where things led. I then asked to see some pictures of his face…

Wow. I don’t usually get awestruck but this guy had a face to match and the updated photo showed he wasn’t *as* chiseled as his profile picture and had a bit more gray hair. The guy was still action hero handsome and I hoped when we chatted on the phone he would not be a dud. You can overcome a lot of the sexual learning curve that comes with a new partner through conversation and humor. But if the guy is a social dud…nothing can save that and I don’t want it.

We quickly swapped numbers and got on the phone. Success. R was funny and easy going and he truly got what I was looking for. In fact he’d previously been in two long term stag/vixen/hotwife relationships of his own. I’m finding that men with that kind of experience inevitably make the best partners, probably because they don’t have any of the ill conceived notions that others have around wife sharing and masculinity.

The date was set. I said my husband and I would meet him at a local bar for drinks and go from there. I already knew though that so long as he didn’t do or say something ridiculously stupid to me – I was going to fuck the shit out of him. I’d told him and my husband that my goal for the night was to be shared and to be fucked while I sucked cock. I was feeling extra sexy and ready to be taken by both.

Driving to the place I was overcome with nerves. This feeling has yet to go away. Even after years of doing this. In fact, I feel incredibly nervous even when meeting with a repeat play partner. I can’t help the nervous energy. I hate it. But it’s also part of the rush for me. It’s this delicious obstacle for me to overcome as I ask for what I want. And this night I wanted to be spit roasted very badly.

As we parked a text came through from R, “I’m here. First stool at the bar when you walk in.” Here goes nothing I told myself as I steeled myself and we walked in. Wow. Talk about instant connection. R was sitting at the bar, looked right at me and flashed this wide, bright appreciative smile as he took me in with his eyes. I knew right then we were going to fuck like pros.

We sat down at the bar with R with me between them. The two of them got on great. Laughing, talking about the game on television and with R giving me the occasional smile as I placed a hand on his knee or leaned into him as I laughed. This was all made twice as hot because the bartender and the patron to the right of us clearly knew what was afoot. We couldn’t have been more obvious. From my sexy heels to my too tight jeans to me introducing them to each other even as R said to me “nice to meet you.”

Finally I gestured to R, and he nodded. I asked my hubby, “should we get going?” The bill was called for and paid and we walked out all together. Right then my husband pulled one of the hottest things ever, “why don’t you ride to the hotel with him? I’ll follow.” R’s face said it all, he was very aroused as was I. In wife sharing there is little as exciting as when the husband – satisfied that the suitor is worthy – hands his woman off. The ultimate power move.

R and I drove to the hotel chatting and laughing. R complimenting me and telling me just how sexy he found me. How I was even better than my pictures because now, in person, he could tell how much I wanted to be there. It wasn’t to please my husband. It wasn’t at anyone’s behest. I was truly there because I love to fuck and my husband loves to share me and watch me perform. A beautiful alignment of kinky interests. :)

Once in the room, R poured me a whiskey (points for having the room stocked w my favorite kind). I excused myself to the bathroom where I stripped to my sexy bra and panty with grommets and extra straps for a light bdsm look. Not too crazy but enough to show I was there to play hard.

I walked back into the room and both men stopped their chatter. I wasn’t here to beat around the bush. I walked right up to R and asked him if he liked what he saw. Was I as good as he’d hoped? Before he could answer – and because his rock hard cock had been answering yes since laying eyes on me at the bar – I put my hand at his crotch and kissed him.

I like to think that when I kiss that I kiss with my whole body. At least that’s what I’m thinking. I poured every bit of my desire into the next few minutes. R was not only handsome but very fit and attractive. I was so turned on and ready for him. But first I wanted him to feel that from me. Really know that I’m not easily impressed – that he was turning me on in multiple ways.

R then sat me on the bed and began to kiss between my thighs. Soon he was at my pussy; making love to my pussy with his warm breathless mouth. I could feel his tongue all over my lips and then pressing at my swollen clit. I could tell the sight of my obvious arousal was almost too much for him.

R immediately stripped me of my g string and fingered my pussy. I’ll give him credit – he didn’t immediately shove his cock in me. I took the opportunity to raise up on my elbows and motion for him to bring his cock over to my mouth. He immediately complied and fed me his cock. I don’t consider myself a size queen but it is worth noting that R was packing some heat. A very nice, large and thick cock. Very hard and very ready for me. I love throating a large cock – it’s where I shine really. :) as I licked, sucked and had my throat fucked my husband was already busy fucking my pussy. It felt great to be so exposed and used and yet so in control. Both men were lost in me – moaning and groaning with pleasure as both my holes took them deep and held them.

It was time for R to fuck me. My husband pulled out of me and took a seat by the bed so he could watch. As much as I love to be double teamed – there is something very sexy about performing for my husband. It’s probably my favorite thing – knowing he’s watching gets me in a totally different headspace. And while we video a good deal of my play dates – nothing beats him being in the room observing.

R placed his cock at my pussy and I pushed my hips forward. Taking him all the way in. I wrapped my legs around his lower legs and said “Yes. Fuck me, that’s what I’ve been wanting.” There is nothing better than when a guy just falls in line – R intuitively knew to fuck me hard while kissing me passionately. A blend of raw, animal taking and a lover’s embrace. We fucked, kissed and said all sorts of dirty and sweet things to each other. Finally I told R, “I want you to cum inside me.” Not 30 seconds later R filled my pussy with his warm hot load. He moaned and even cried out a little. My greatest satisfaction is when they collapse on you in a unintelligible heap like R did. Like most do at some point. So satisfied, I kissed him and told him how good that was. I gently moved over and made myself available to my husband. I knew after that performance my husband would want to show me how hot I’d made him.

My husband began to fuck me then. I could see R’s eyes widen as I fucked my husband back with the same enthusiasm and energy I’d used with him for the earlier part of the hour. Feeling R’s cum being used as lube for our fucking made me cum on my husband’s thick cock. Right then, as my pussy clenched, I asked my husband to cum inside me. My cum and theirs mixed all together making this mess of me. All of my thighs and the outside of my pussy covered in this thick white mess resembling hand lotion. I couldn’t believe how thick and white it was – what a fucking turn on. As I looked at both men who were spent, I already knew I’d need more.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/vpe53m/hump_day

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